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[quote name='2009DigitalBoy']The second season is unfortunately the worst thing in the history of time. I personally am a huge Gunslinger Girl fan, especially of the manga, and thought the first season was a perfect adaption of the first 2 graphic novels. Unfortunately the second season is 100% different and horrible. It's done by a different studio with new character designs and voice actors and none of the emotion from the first series is there. Pretty much every Gunslinger Girl fan blasted the show and dropped it. I dropped it in under 5 minutes it was so horrible. This is a real shame because the manga really picks up whre the first seaosn left off. I highly suggest reading the manga.[/QUOTE] Yeah, I noticed the art change between the two seasons from a few screen caps. As for the manga, I'm probably gonna check it out the next time I'm at a Barnes and Nobles or Borders since I hear it's actually much better than the anime.

Currently, I've been watching [b]Gunslinger Girl[/b] for the first time. I always thought it looked interesting, but some of my friends convinced me to actually watch the first episode a few days ago, saying how good it was, and so far I have to agree. I just finished episode eight, which is when they tell Angelica's story. Other then that, has anyone watched the second season? And is it as good as the first?

Rurouni. It's a code name. My real name? Even I can't remember that. I think I lost it right after I killed the first one. Probably a few years ago, the first job. My job? Why I'm basically a corrupt assassin for a corrupt police department in a corrupt city. Shit doesn't get much better. After killing the first, I saw my humanities slipping away and saw myself killing not for the good of the country or the city, but for the twisted politician's greed itself. Having realized the many mafioso kills, and other politicians I'd eliminated, I left. I wasn't aiding the city, I was furthering its decline, the jobs got more and more personal to the boss and instead of being a man of honor and duty due to serve a purpose to protect those innocent, I realized two things. One, no one's innocent, not in this city, and two, this wasn't what I signed up for. But, my troubles didn't stop there. Oh no, when hit man after hit man came after me, I'd made myself a reputation between the family and the police. Stories were told, rumors were exchanged but no one knew the man's real name.And so, as I find myself in this shit filled environment with Mafioso, who would most likely have you killed and your head put on a silver platter on one side and crooked politicians who would do anything to have you back to take kills or back as a kill, I look at myself and wonder. Who am I? [b]Name:[/b] Rurouni [b]Age:[/b] Twenty-Seven [b]Occupation:[/b] Ex- Police Intel Agent. Freelancer, he will do anything to survive in today's world. [b]Appearance:[/b] Standing at a height of five-foot-nine, his body is built well. From the intense training of Police work, he's kept himself in shape and well conditioned. His short dark brown hair is matched perfectly with his dark brown eyes. Rurouni's organized when it comes to appearance, close shaven, kempt clothes, the usual. [b]Personality:[/b] Rurouni is a very skeptical and analytical person. His training as a cop taught him that and that's what's kept him alive. His bare instincts show through most conflicts and he won't stop until necessary precautions are taken. He's rather calm and seems to react well to stress and stressful situations. He's also known to have a smart ass side to him aswell [b]Family:[/b]Mother and Father who live out of town. He doesn't contact them usually.

[quote name='Korey'][COLOR="Indigo"][font="Frankln Gothic Medium"] Can I have the Tyler Durden one? I like the blend of the orange on that, although the text feels kind of out of place and proably needed to be positioned a little further down the banner.[/font] [/COLOR][/QUOTE] Is that the last one? x.x. Oh well. Sure you can use it, but it doesn't fit OB standards, and credit me if you would XD.

Well recently I've been gfxing once again. But after reading a few tutorials I learned some very nifty tricks and after using them a few times I feel that my style's really changed, so I would really appreciate any critique on these. I'm going to post old to new and I'm gonna post four up so far. [IMG]http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c377/Rurouni922/KreNatsumiAbe.png[/IMG] [IMG]http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c377/Rurouni922/MerakLegacy.png[/IMG] [IMG]http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c377/Rurouni922/Nerzal.png[/IMG] [IMG]http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c377/Rurouni922/KreSmokeifyagotem.png[/IMG] If you take time to look at these and critique them, thank you very much!

lol..I could see this going somewhere like where Sasuke busts in, god help us all, but it's a good guess since Kishi seems to be in love with him, but anyway, Sasuke busts in and goes all "ololol Naruto is my kill!11" Although, I would much rather prefer Ace's next chapter outcome lol.

Good thing I didn't watch it then.

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[FONT="Courier New"]The king's solemn face looked into the face of Kaim. Kaim's eyes were squinted, the features on his face cold. The vision had changed him. From the happy-go-lucky captain of the guard, to something much worse. "Is there anything to discuss?" The voice snapped from Kaim's mouth. The King looked at him. Kaim's disrespect was getting a little tiring, even for the wise old King to deal with. "We know of the vision you had." Kaim's face turned to one of disgust for but a second, Arkainel had told the King the story. Kaim sighed. "Yes. I had the vision." "Do you know the punishment for the blasphemies you've done? Naiad does not want anything to do with them." The King's eyes moved to eight men around the room. "Kill him." Eight armored men stepped forward, each with their swords drawn. Kaim drew his katana, ready for the battle. They circled him, and his mind was on the fight. [i]Remember the flow..[/i]The thought coursed through his head over and over. The first man lunged, and he pulled his arms up, dodging the attack. The momentum carried his blade down, cutting into the man's both arms. A second man, behind him lunged towards him. At the end of his attack, all Kaim could do was duck. He moved underneath the guard's blade and impaled the man quickly, watching both of them fall to the ground. The six modified their formation, circling Kaim once again. The King looked at Kaim, disappointmentson his face. One charged him, he moved from the way and grabbed the man's arm. He swung him, throwing him into one of the other incoming men, causing them to hit the ground. With extreme force, he threw the sword through the abdomen of both men. The sound of footsteps running at him flashed through Kaim's ears as he moved, the enemy's sword slashed into the first man on the ground. He pulled his sword from the bodies, but it was too late. They had set a trap for Kaim, and the man was already behind him. Kaim did the best he could to dodge, but the cold steel edge could be felt as it scraped across his shoulder. Kaim stood, the blood not visible on his crimson shirt. The four men stood him front of him. He was breathing heavy. Kaim turned around, facing the King. The elderly man shouted. "Get him, he's tiring!" Kaim sprinted straight at the King. The huge window behind the throne was throwing sunlight into the room. Kaim hoped. This was his last hope, if it didn't work, he'd be dead. His first foot planted onto the arm chair of the throne, the next foot on the top of the head rest and he leaped. Throwing his arms over his head, he crashed through the window, rolling in midair, and crashed onto the ground of the room underneath the the window. He got to his feet, running, and leaping once more, grabbing onto the edge of the castle wall. He ran to the other side, adrenline poured through his veins, his eyes wide in anxiety. If he messed this up, he'd be dead. He hopped over the other side of the wall, landing on another roof about 10 feet down. He rolled, suppressing the impact and then bounded down, leaping into the streets. He was safe for now...[/FONT]

[FONT="Courier New"]He awoke in a bed, the soft fabric folding around his weight in the middle. As his vision cleared, in confusion he looked up at his student, Arkainel. "Sir are you okay?!" His large eyes and dark brown hair, enlighten by his excitedness easily overwhelmed the Captain in his current state. "Yes..." He replied, trying to calm himself from his pupil's eagerness. "I just had a vision...A weird one.." "What did it involve?" His student asked, going from one extreme to another. "Well... It had to do with two boys.." ~~~~~ The next day, in his casual uniform,t he one that was oh, so red, embedded with the gold buttons. His loose black pants swayed with his legs movements, his two katanas held onto his waist by the belt and the loops that held the sheathes. His long strides led him into the King's chambers where the elder man sat on his throne. The old man was adorned his his red-gold robes which led down to his ankles. His wrinkled face showed his extreme age and wisdom and the crown on his head brought his pure white hair to life. The red carpet led straight to the King's throne. On either side of the center of the room there were crowds gathered here. In the crowds, eight guards stood, their hands on the hilts of their swords. Their muscles didn't move, they were trained to be extreme. The green haired man walked up to the throne, taking a small bow, then looking into the thoughtful eyes of the old man. The King's mouth moved, and from it an old, hoarse voice filled the room. It didn't sound healthy, but yet, it was warm and filled you with safeness and joy. "I called you here, Kaim." "I know." He simply replied, his keen eyes glanced around the room. Already picking out the positions of the guards in the area. "Then lets begin our discussion...."[/FONT]

[FONT="Courier New"]Adorned by his short green hair, his black bandanna on top of his head, the crimson red officer coat, the two swords that lay at his waist that had seen so much expierence. The hallways of the castle loomed around him. The stone swallowing his whole being. The sound of his footsteps echoed off the walls, moving around the empty hallway. His boots carried him down the hallway and a square box of light appeared at the distance. As he got closer to it, grass came into view. Emerald grass, light blue skies, clouds of pure white in the pool of sky. An armored man had approached him as he stepped into the courtyard. There were a dozen or so metal stands stamped into the lawn. Twenty or so men stood, wooden swords held tightly in their hands, the yells and 'cloks' of the wood all too apparent. "Captain Venerez! So glad to see you're here to lead the class." Kaim took a look at the armored man. His eyes of no mercy looked right through the man. "Sorry I'm late, men. But as of now, the lesson will be commencing." The training began, and dragged on for hours, just like it always did. A young student of his had asked for a practice match after the lesson. The boy had approached him and he handled the wooden sword, getting ready for the boy to attack. "Are you ready, Captain?" His voice was relatively high pitched. He doubted the boy was older than fifteen. "I am." Before the boy could even get an attack of his mind had wandered somewhere far away. His eyes had gone wide and the boy had stopped his attack. His reality crumbled away, the space created resembled a field. Two men stood in the middle of the fair field. Each held their swords up, and they clashed. Strike after strike, they collided. As Kaim approached the two, he realized one was masked, and the other was...himself. [i]What the hell?..[/i] The thought ran through his mind as the masked man sank his blade into Kaim's shoulder and proceeded to cut through his torso. Any source of breath escaped from Kaim's body as he saw himself fall to the floor, dead. That's when he approached the masked man, who pulled off the device hiding his identity only to find out this one was also himself. He shook his head, coming back to reality as he looked at his student. "Sir, are you okay?..." The boy's eyes stared at Kaim curiously, but he didn't move. "Dammit..." Kaim's lips murmured as he fell over. The wooden sword clanked down onto the ground as the blackness enveloped his vision.[/FONT]

Naiad if you would, lol. Thank you!

[b]Name:[/b] Kaim Venerez [b]Age:[/b] 23 [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Appearance:[/b][URL="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c377/Rurouni922/Zorowithoutauthortag.png?t=1228572804"]http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c377/Rurouni922/Zorowithoutauthortag.png?t=1228572804[/URL] [b]Personality:[/b]He's 100% of the time a sarcastic person. His attitude always gets ahead of him and he usually always ends up trash talking an opponent while fighting them. He believes in his friends and the people he meets and is a determined person. He is noble and uses his ability for the good of the people. Even with the way he acts, he would help out someone in need. [b]Power/Weapon:[/b]Kaim wields two sword(see pic.) Although, he doesn't use them both at once unless the need truly arises. His power stems from his mastery of a sword. He's attained incredible speed that most can't keep up with. Some claim he literally "disappears, only to reappear behind you." Some claim that it's all a big lie that has been thought of.

Basically, I've been getting interested in scanning in my drawings and inking/coloring them in photoshop. So, I decided to google 'lineart' so I could do some coloring practice. I don't own the lineart or anything, so, yeah...It's not mine xD [img]http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c377/Rurouni922/narutocolorpractice.png?t=1228062157[/img] Yeah...Naruto..Lol.. One of the first things that came up and it was the first anime/manga char I recognized so I decided to save it. Anyway, some creative criticism would be appreciated, seeing as this is probably only my second or third attempt at digital coloring. ~Rurou

[quote name='chibi-master']And how the hell can you laugh about that?!:o You're sick! (Says the person wanting to see a frill-i-fied loli Pein.)[/QUOTE] Yeah, yeah. If he really died, that was a really dumb way of doing it.

So Kakashi actually died lol? I thought he just passed out or something.

I'll pick two, if that's alright with you.

I'll try and work on the banner. Can't promise it'll be too good, I'm out of practice, but uh...I'll get it done soon. [b]EDIT:[/b] [IMG]http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c377/Rurouni922/LrbMirrorsEdge.png[/IMG] Not my best...I was going for something abstract, but I havn't made a sig in awhile, and I think it shows, lol. But, if you don't like that, I can give it another go if ya want.

[b]Enemy At The Gates[/b] - A great movie about a sniper battle between Russia's and Germany's best snipers during Stalingrad in WW2. One of my fav movies, have fun with the goal!

[quote name='silpheedpilot'][COLOR="SlateGray"][SIZE="1"] more style than Rick James. [/SIZE][/COLOR][/QUOTE] That's pretty hard to get by. Anyway, I looked into this game a few weeks before it was out, and thought it was pretty cool. Didn't know it was out yet, but I plan on renting it soon, or sometime x.x.

[quote name='Raiha'][COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"][i]Then she tripped, fell, and landed on a hoe. Then she died of a subdural hematoma. It was quite tragic.[/i][/FONT][/COLOR][/QUOTE] C-C-C-Combo Breaker! Plot-twist.

Haha, yeah I should of worded that betterly :P. I don't think that's a word either...Oh well. But I agree, I'm anticipating Pein's shenanigans.

Yes, I'm just wondering what Naruto's practicing while the frog-toad, whatever the hell he is, sleeps. Don't know if you guys missed that. My guess is it's some cheap Rasengan upgrade.

Well when I was younger, probably around 7 through 9 years old I took Judo. It was pretty fun, but it was also boring because I'm a rather small person, and although Judo works with using the opponent's weight against them, back then I wasn't very strong anyway. As for new stuff, I'm really interested in Krav Maga, the style that was used by the Israeli army, not sure if it is still. Also Filipino Kali looks awesome with all the fast-paced and violent moves.

This actually looks really interesting, I say go for it.